"Why are you so quiet?"
Seeing Ethan fall silent, Charlotte spoke again, her tone teasing. She thought he'd run out of lies and saw an opportunity to mock him.
Ethan smiled, though the tears glimmering at the corners of his eyes betrayed him. When he tilted his head, they were quickly brushed aside with a finger.
"What more is there to say? I've explained everything I could. Since you don't believe me, there's nothing left to say…"
Charlotte wasn't sure if it was her imagination, but it felt like he had cried. She drew in a deep breath, grabbed her bag, and left the private room.
Bursting out of the bar, she immediately hailed a taxi and climbed in, as if afraid Ethan would chase after her at any moment.
It wasn't until the car had driven a good distance that she rolled down the window, letting the night wind hit her face, finally calming her racing heart.
She had seen him humbled, tormented, forced to bow—and the satisfaction that brought her lasted only a fleeting moment before dissolving completely. She realized, in the aftermath of vengeance, all that remained was emptiness.
…
The next afternoon, the internal company chat at Morrison Group announced personnel changes.
Ethan's position as vice president was revoked, temporarily replaced by a company veteran.
As Charlotte moved through the departments delivering documents, she overheard employees discussing Ethan.
"Did you hear? There were police cars at the company gate this morning."
"Yes, I saw it—Ethan went in."
"Ethan? I thought he left for personal reasons?"
"Personal reasons? More like under investigation… Apparently, over the past two years, he helped Clarice transfer a lot of company assets, seriously violating non-compete agreements. There's even a suspicion of criminal activity. Now that Clarice is being investigated abroad, Ethan can't escape scrutiny either…"
"Does that mean prison?"
"I was just thinking about work."
"Really?"
Winnie turned, taking a cup of water. With her back to Charlotte, she added, "I thought you'd be happy that Ethan is completely out of the company. Why do you look so serious?"
"I am happy." Charlotte exhaled, a slight smile tugging at her lips.
Winnie didn't press further. She didn't think Charlotte's emotions would be swayed by Ethan anyway. But having grown close over the past weeks, even a girl who disliked someone could sometimes find herself caught in sentimentality.
Winnie opened the fridge and took out two carefully packaged pastries—one for Charlotte, one for Khloe.
"I heard Khloe hasn't been doing well. She's not at the office today, and you'll be going to see her soon, right? Please take this to her—it's a bit of a hassle, I know."
Winnie had gotten up at six that morning to line up at a popular local shop known for its trendy pastries. She had bought one of each of their signature items.

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The readers' comments on the novel: Billionaire's Match (by Tangy Candy)
This is the story that I like reading. The heroine got the hold of the situation right away. No humiliation, no injustice, which keep the readers feeling bad all the way while waiting for the right thing to settle in favor of the heroine. Good storyline,congrats writer!...